Spanked

TOVA

I stood in front of Erik, unsure of what was going to happen. He was gently running his finger up and down my arm while looking at my naked body. I had goosepimples from just that touch and I could feel myself getting wet. I know Erik noticed because he smirked a little.

He patted his lap.

“Lay over the top of me,” he said, softly. I looked at his lap and then awkwardly lay across it, my waist over one of his legs. He tugged at me a little, lowering my head and my feet so that my rear was directly over his leg. I could feel his rod poking into my stomach, and I realized that he, too, was aroused.

I heard the sharp intake of his breath and felt one of his hands on my back, holding me in place. His other hand rubbed my bottom in a circular motion. I was starting to relax; it felt nice. Then it stopped and a stinging slap was smacked on to me. I jumped and gasped.

“No, Tova,” he said, gently. “When I am spanking you, you are not allowed to move or to make a noise. If yo